Dear Heather,
If only you had still lived here.
I wouldn't have to leave this place any sooner.
I mean, why did you pack your bags
and leave this city in the first place?
Where the sunshine slows,
and where the clouds seem to disappear.
Now, you're nowhere near.
But I'm moving east as well.
And somehow, we'll possibly run into each other
and start all over again.
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